On the stage there were five thrones, the one in the middle being the most sumptuous of all. A throne edged with gold and padded with magical crimson cloth.
A fat man came onto the stage, dressed so flashily that elegance was a point and apart, the white-haired man announced in a strong and firm voice:
Attention!
Honor the imperial family!
Since the man had infused mana into his voice, there was no one who did not listen. Everyone bowed when the imperial family entered, even the wind stopped, it was something masterful.
Evans watched the emperor from a distance.
The emperor was a man who looked about 40 years old, wearing an elegant black dress uniform with elegant gold details.
The emperor had blonde hair, red eyes, and a white complexion.
Evans immediately noticed that the crown prince, a 14-year-old boy, was the most like the emperor, but his presence was strangely mysterious.
Evans noticed Amelia watching him, he nodded subtly and she looked away to hide her smile. but that gesture did not go unnoticed, the emperor looked at Evans and Evans bowed and did not look up until he felt that the emperor stopped observing him.
"How complicated!"
Attention, the time has come to announce the result of the tournament!
Honorable hunters, come up when you hear your name!
Although the hunting tournament was a tournament that allowed the participation of all the nobility, it was an unspoken rule that only the youngest of each house would compete in the awards, this was to promote competitiveness.
Third place goes to Asert Feriac, who belongs to and honors the Feriac marquisate, he has hunted an imperial boar.
"Is that possible"
"He's only 11 years old"
"It was probably the escorting guards who hunted the wild boar."
"They only want to gain fame. What a shame!
The young Asert went on stage without giving importance to the comments, he received a certificate valued at 1000 gold coins and a small trophy.
second place goes to Benjamin Esterec, who belongs to and honors Esterec County, has hunted...
Evans took advantage of the fact that everyone was distracted and after ensuring that Aria was okay, he silently headed towards the forest.
As Evans walked through the forest he only heard the murmur of the wind, he felt calm.
No! No! No!
crying!
Evans' peace was disturbed, he sighed and walked towards the noise.
-I will do what you want, but not my sister, she is still a child. -A half-elf woman exclaimed in a pleading tone.
The blonde-haired half-elf woman was protecting an elf girl with white hair and light green eyes. Those green eyes were like seeing a beautiful landscape covered in the greenery of blades of grass covered in morning dew.
-What is happening here? -Evans asked.
-Young sir, I respectfully ask you to leave. This is my personal matter. -Replied the man who had been fucking the half-elf woman.
-Sir, do you believe in destiny?
"What nonsense is this kid talking?" the man thought, but then answered:
-No, I believe in power.
-Oh! -Evans exclaimed, carefully observing the surroundings. -What is power for you?
-Child, I am respectful because you are the son of Duke Alfred, if you continue to provoke me...
-That's power. Reputation; It is one of the forms of power; You don't attack me because I am my father's son. but who are you?
-You, little one...
-Be careful, one wrong word and I will show you another form of power.
Evans walked towards the elf girl, and saw that she had a necklace around her neck in the shape of a raven. Evans felt his senses dull, but soon after he composed himself.
"What was that?"
-Child, let's go back...
Evans jumped over the man to touch his forehead. Shortly after, the man's body lay on the ground with his head charred.
"I wasted my time; I came for some low-level cores and I didn't get any"
-Escape. -Evans indicated.
-Where to? -Asked the half-elf woman.
-It's not my business. Go to the elven kingdom or whatever you want.
Evans approached the half-elf girl to take the necklace from her, but she hid it in her hands and said:
-No, it's the only thing my parents left me.
Evans looked at the half-elf woman and asked:
-What does the crow mean?
-A legend, which became a belief. Centuries ago, there was a sorcerer named Raven; If you pray to him Raven; Raven will take revenge on everyone who wronged you.
Evans's breathing stopped, he felt chills and emptiness. He forced himself to feel, but had to stop because his power was about to be released and that would have caused his death.
"I'm still weak to recover the memories I lost."
Evans composed himself, removed a magic ring from the dead man's body, and tossed it to the half-elf woman.
-If you want to live in this unjust world; play with the cards you have been dealt; and forget what happened here. -Were the words of Evans who walked towards the tournament camp.